Dear Romeo (~ I call my boyfriend that)
I couldn't write this on paper like I usually would because I'm afraid I'll drown the poor paper in my tears.
This is the last term we're over going to see each other. Only a few weeks..
I need to say something. I'm just scared. Scared of the day.. where it's all going to end. We both know it. The whole class knows it. I'm scared that you'll find another girl and love her more than you've ever loved me.
I don't want you to be calling her Angel, Princess, Cutie pie, Sexy chick, Beautiful, Gorgeous or Perfect. I don't want you to say that you love her, that you won't leave her, that you can't live a day without her. You know why? Because those are the little things that you say to me.. the things that makes me smile. I don't want it all becoming a big lie. We've seen a few of our friends break up.. Everytime I replayed those heartbreaking moments I didn't want it to happen to us. Truth is, it will. No matter how much you say you love me, how much you need me, how much you care for me, how you won't ever leave me. It's all gonna fade. It's all going to end. I'm not prepared for it. I can tell you are. You're gonna get over it in a blink of an eye.
You're gonna find such a beautiful girl, you're going to find a wife. Who knows, I might find another guy. But I wouldn't forget my first & true love.. you.
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The QuirKy Diary
РазноеHere in this book My Happy Sad Angry Mixed emotions Moments will be recorded.